"CRACKS , TANGO"

                                                         "Cracks, Tango"

                                                                                 (tango)



That love that hurts,

  this murky question that intimidates you.

That tree has lost its leaves,

that Tango grieves you.

That embrace dumb hard,

  ambush where all your lies.

That no longer champagne uncorked,

  for the celebration is your crazy fantasies ...


These are the unpleasant cracks in your soul,

  that little by little you go bankrupt.

Think you thought whole

  and dried flower're alone now.

But I know that you will not retract,

  because you distinguish your fierceness.

The twists that gives you life,

. every so dizzy you ...


The fleeting nature of your audacity in loss

  reverence you and holds you still.

You lost in the distance,

  in a forest with mystery.

Discovered in an open circle,

  the bitter pill of your insight ...

Now the fog dissipates treacherous

  and the wall and look very closely.

It's you who patiently wait,

  to break your head ...


They say they are the trials,

  that gives you life ...

The preceding your arrogance,

. kind of "chance" of your renunciation.

Cracks not be rebuilt,

  if not to "transmutation" ...

Spirituality may be right,

  and at this level we have to learn.

Abstraction is a must,

  and reality, a circus with clowns ...

One can have too recatos ... ...

But immunity is going to break ...

                                                                                Daniel H Guasti